Teary eyed they made the walk of separation
Hands held up waving goodbyes
Smiles hiding the sadness in heart
Legs defying the strength they have lost
The air is cold and sombre
Scintillating white birds fly across the sky
Yearning for the warmth of the home
While they enjoy the freedom of the open blue space
The joy of freedom makes them squeak and glide
The sounds distract them and they look up
They observe the birds flying home and abroad
The mind flew and darted along with their playfulness
And then it occured that flying away is just a means to get closer
They looked at each other, smiled and tried to speak but stopped with a sigh
They know now that this is not a final goodbye
